had lived for countless millennia, Shizhuma couldn't possibly be swayed by Jiang Yun's mere words to rebel against the Zhutian Jidong.As Jiang Yun had expected, he chose to believe Jiang Yun. This wa..."Junior Sister!"

Seeing Situ Jing fall, Dongfang Bo let out a surprised exclamation from his mouth. In a hurry, he waved his sleeve, and a gentle force gently supported Situ Jing's fallen body.

Then, a mouthful of blood spurted from Dongfang Bo's mouth, exploding in the air and dispersing into a cloud of blood mist. It quickly congealed into an altar!

A square altar stood before them, upon which nine round stone stelae were erected.

The Shrine of the Silent Tribe!

As the altar appeared in the heavens and earth, Dongfang Bo's hands were also rapidly forming countless hand seals, striking heavily upon this altar. Jiang Yun, worthy of deploying Heaven Venerable-level powerhouses to cover it up"The Celestial Watchers did not answer Wan Huan Tian Zun's words, but finally turned his gaze to Jiang Yun, staring at...